1. My Perfect Pet


    Date: 10/27/2014, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Ass to mouth, Bi-sexual, Black, Gay, Interracial, Author: afroerotik, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    things that would have made the people at the next table cringe in horror had they had been listening carefully. In many ways, our friendship was cemented that evening, over amazing seafood and wine and laying the foundation for what would become the ultimate union of Domme and sub. After an amazing dinner, as we sipped our coffee and slid molten lava cake around the plate with our forks, too full to eat another bite, I said, “There’s a club not too far from here, would you like to join me in an evening of play?” He looked like a deer caught in headlights, staring blankly at me, eventually mumbling something incoherent, visibly shaking. You would have thought I would have said, “Would you kiss my ass, right here, right now, in front of all of these people.” “Relax, sweetie,” I reassured him, “It’s okay, we don’t have to do anything. I was offering because there’s chemistry between us, because I spoke to a couple of my friends earlier and they said that they would be hanging out and the place isn’t far from here. I was just . . .” Before I could even finish my thought, he blurted out, “I’ll do it.” His breathing was labored and it looked like he might hyperventilate any minute. “It’s just that . . . I didn’t . . . you know . . . I didn’t think that we would do anything tonight . . . I thought we were just meeting to get to know each other in person.” He was hyperventilating. “Calm down, relax, take a deep breath,” I assured him for the thousandth time. I could see that he ...
    was anxious and aroused but also a bit overwhelmed at the same time. I did my best to help him settle down. “I have some friends, some male friends in fact, and we get together about once a month to play. We are all connected because we are all from Kenya. Jomo and Matunde, we all call him Matt, they were both born in Kenya but moved to the US when they were small children. Reginald and I are both first generation American. Our parents were born in Africa and we were born in the US but we both lived in Mombossa, Eldoret, and Kisumu for much of our adolescent years, visiting our grandparents and cousins and such and we continue to travel back and forth with some frequency. I met Reggie on the plane coming home and I introduced him to Jomo and he introduced me to Matt.” Michael seemed spellbound, captivated, hanging on my every word. “Are you okay, sweetie,” I asked, genuinely concerned about him and his state of mind. “Ma’am, I had no idea . . . You know, I’ve been to Kenya,” he said shyly, almost imperceptibly. I went to Narobi and Narok and I was VERY aroused by the concept of submitting sexually to the Maasai people . . . it has been a fantasy of mine for a very long time.” We both laughed out loud and shared a moment of pure destiny and coincidence. I continued on. “Well, like I was saying, the fellas and I all met and related because of our Kenyan connection but we share a fetish connection as well and we all like to get together and play every once in a while. Being who I ...